Page 53 of Tempting Me

“Promise.”

“I promise.”

At that she groans.

“What now?”

“Nothing.”

“It’s something.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Tell me.”

“Tell me why you’re acting strange,” she argues back.

I nod slowly.

“I’ll tell you when I drop you off.”

She laughs again, only this time it’s not sarcastic. She pulls her phone out, and a quick glance shows her playing on social media. “You’re so weird.”

I grin because, just like her laugh, there is nothing sarcastic in her tone.

So what if she called me weird.

I can be weird, especially if it earns me a smile like the one she has now.

Traffic is basically nonexistent on the way home, so we make it in record time. The only light left is that of the neighborhood streetlights.

I pull up in front of her house and put the truck in park, glancing to her side. Shay fell asleep about ten minutes ago.

I don't want to read too much into it, but the fact that she is comfortable enough to relax this way around me says a lot.

Like maybe she doesn’t dislike me as much as she lets on.

I’m not sure what to do with that information.

I take one more moment to study her.

Hudson told me once that when he finally realized his feelings for Sadie, they hit hard and fast.

Maybe it’s an Asher trait. Right now, the last thing I want to do is wake Shay up so she can go inside and I can go home.

This is crazy.

I let out a breath of a laugh and then reach for her.

Do I shake her? Tap her thigh? Poke her shoulder?

What’s the protocol here?

I clear my throat.

Then I clear it louder.

And then I cough.

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